The green-haired man jumped up from the ground with full of vitality, changed his previous angry face, patted his faceless shoulder and said, "Hahaha, Bing Ballast, we haven't seen each other for almost five years, right?" The last time we met was when I got married, and in a blink of an eye, my daughter was five years old! Speaking of my little Lingling, he must miss his father very much after coming out for so long this time! ”

The green-haired man hugged the faceless as he spoke.

Then the gentle woman offered her mace again and knocked the green-haired man to the ground.

"This ...... This ......" Hu Hansan looked over there and didn't know what to say.

Mo Zhiyu looked at Hu Hansan and Luo Bingqian, and said, "I think it should be an acquaintance of the senior brother, go over." ”

Mo Zhiyu and the other three walked over, and Wuyan turned around and introduced them, first pointing to the woman who was standing: "This is Jin Wushuang, Mr. Jin, and he is the instrument cultivation master of the Jiuzhi Sect. ”

The woman saluted everyone: "Hello everyone. Mo Zhiyu and others also returned the salute.

The green-haired man suddenly jumped up from the ground again and introduced himself: "I'm Sheng Dongxing!" ”

Wu Yan added: "Dongxing is the eldest disciple of the contemporary sect leader of the Jiuzhi Sect, and Mu Xing's body cultivation. ”

Mo Zhiyu and the others now understood that some people in the world would affect the external changes because their innate Yuan Force was too strong, and some people became eyes, just like the red-eyed elder of the Xilu Sadumen. And some people are like the person in front of them, hair. Mo Zhiyu suddenly felt that the genius of Xiu Mu Xing was very sad.

Wuyan continued to introduce: "These two are husband and wife. ”

Mo Zhiyu and the other three saluted again.

Then Wuyan asked Xiang Sheng Dongxing: "Why are you two alone?" ”

Sheng Dongxing said: "We are not those guys from the Sword Heng Sect, we want a large group of people to swagger through the market. Those junior brothers and sisters, of course, sent the club, the two of us have been to the world of two~" Still talking, Sheng Dongxing seemed to be full of peach hearts, and then he was slapped to the ground by Jin Wushuang and a mace.

"Guys, it's rude." Jin Wushuang saluted everyone very gently, and he couldn't tell that it was a strange woman who could wield a mace, "It's rare to meet again." No big brother, let's go find a place to drink and catch up. ”

"Okay." Shameless responded, and then looked at Hu Hansan.

Hu Hansan's businessman's nerves tensed suddenly, and he immediately said: "I know that the barbecue in a place is delicious, and it is a famous restaurant in Chang'an!" Please! Then he saw that the front led the way, and the rest of the people followed, and Sheng Dongxing on the ground was carried and dragged away by Jin Wushuang.

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Jianming Palace is the annex of the Jianheng Sect in Chang'an, and it is also a great gift to his own master when the Emperor Chentian was in power, and the Jianheng Sect is also the only sect with a palace among the five major sects.

At this moment, in the small charcoal pot on the table, the water has risen green smoke, Jiang Sutong crushed the last bit of tea in the small bowl, and then put it into the small pot with some spices.

At this time, the door of the wing room opened to the sides, and a handsome man in a gorgeous dress entered, and then the door of the wing closed again, and the man sat cross-legged at the table very casually.

"I thought you'd stay with Miss Cheng a little longer." Jiang Sutong said with a slight smile, using a small bamboo brush to gently sweep the residues of spices and tea leaves on the table.

"Ah Xue's temper you know, when you're unhappy, you don't like someone next to you, and you'll be annoyed by her." The man was very helpless, looked at the small charcoal pot on the table, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "When can I drink some serious tea from you?" ”

"Second Senior Brother, you are vulgar." Jiang Sutong said slowly, "The way of cooking tea was passed down in the prosperous era of Chentian, but the descendants gradually became lazy, and they only used tea leaves to soak in water and began to drink." Need to know how to cook tea......"

The one who can be called the second senior brother by Jiang Sutong is naturally the second senior brother of the Sword Heng Sect, the second son of the current sect master of the Sword Heng Sect, Luo Yiheng. He seemed to have long been accustomed to getting along with Jiang Sutong, and quietly listened to Jiang Sutong say a lot of theories about the "way of cooking tea". Because once interrupted, Jiang Sutong is likely to start from the beginning, and it will be an endless nightmare!

By the time Jiang Sutong finished speaking, the water in the pot had boiled again. Luo Yiheng could finally divert the topic: "The tea is ready!" ”

Jiang Sutong gently fanned the tea with his hand, and nodded with satisfaction: "Today's tea is very good." Then she went and got a spoon and a bowl for tea.

Luo Yiheng held his cheeks with one hand, looked at the tea helplessly, and asked, "You deliberately fell behind today and asked Xiaojie and them to go to the people of Tianjian Mountain to make trouble, right?" ”

Jiang Sutong nodded, put a bowl of tea in front of Luo Yiheng, and said, "If I'm there, won't you be able to watch that good show?" ”

Luo Yiheng gently scrubbed the edge of the bowl with his hand, tested the temperature of the water, and said: "It is indeed a very wonderful scene, the junior brother of Wuyan can defeat Xiaojie with the realm of Lun Ling, and the future is terrifying." ”

"Even you believe that the Lun Spirit Realm can defeat the Phantom Yuan Realm?" Jiang Sutong smiled and filled himself a bowl of tea, "I'm afraid, even Tianjian Mountain doesn't know his true strength, right?" ”

"Oh?" Luo Yiheng smiled slightly, "Sure enough, only the formation cultivator is the most sensitive to Yuan Li, do you have an evaluation of him?" He took a sip of tea, looking a little unnatural.

"Those who are good at 'pretending to be pigs and eating tigers'." Jiang Sutong said with a smile, and also took a sip of his own tea and frowned.

"Senior sister, you see sugar as salt again." Luo Yiheng sighed and put down the tea bowl in his hand, "Xuanwu Pavilion said it will take a long time to repair your glass mirror?" ”

"Three days." Jiang Sutong put down the tea bowl with a little frustration, waved his sleeves, and extinguished the charcoal fire under the pot.

"That's good." Luo Yiheng said with a smile, "There are still about ten days before the opening ceremony, so you shouldn't miss any good shows." ”

"I'm looking forward to it, too." Jiang Sutong looked at Luo Yiheng with a smile, "This sword conference should be more exciting than in previous years." ”

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In a lively tavern, six people sit around a table. Because he was dissatisfied with the chef's craftsmanship, Mo Zhiyu asked the store to set up a separate oven for them, and he and Wuyan ran it himself.

"Bing Zhenzi, you have taught a good junior brother." Sheng Dongxing was holding the wine jar, his face was flushed, and he was almost drunk, "Anyway, a few days ago, your little fiancée came to play with my wife, and then tricked me into making a bet with her and lost a set of armor, hiccup~"

Jin Wushuang glanced at his husband with disgust on the side, and said, "It's him who wants to gamble, and he can't complain about Xiaoxue." ”

"That's not right!" Sheng Dongxing slapped the wine jar on the table, startling Hu Hansan, who was already confused, and he pointed to Wuyan and said,

"It's all because you didn't listen to me and married her earlier! In this way, even if you lose, it will also be the dowry of my little Lingling in the future~"

As he spoke, he took out a picture scroll with a cute little girl painted on it, "Look, my little Lingling is so cute, five years old!" You're five years old~ If you don't get married again, do you want my little Lingling to wait for your stinky boy to reach seventy or eighty? ”

Mo Zhiyu stretched out his hand to catch the white silk, unfolded it and looked at it, and only four words were written on it: "Don't fight for the first." —The next chapter, "Don't Fight for the First"

(End of chapter)